Friday, 15. February 2008, 01:23:56
hurt, mind, heartache
MY NIGHT SONG
words they fall to the floor
silently laying all around
deaf the letters they scramble
at my feet
and the world is left outside
as I recluse hiding within
and think this is the world
as it should be
my sancturary walls thinly
layered have served my heart
well all these years but
now I fear
the world reaching in
pressing in heavily getting
close to my shattered soul
thinks it has the answers
but how could the world
know how its been for they
have ignored me for so long
and cared not for my cries
in the night that become
my only voice of song
that gave respite of
realisation of the burden
that carried my feet in this
way - I wish to come back
and hear the birds sing
I desire to savor life
but I am locked away so
press me if you will for
my heart it cannot stay
and will not abide the
jepoardy that awaits for me
for my mind it runs - no where
in particular but run it must
and seek another hiding place
Maree Long
(c)Maree Long 2008
Thursday, 22. November 2007, 08:25:46
seed, hurt, Deceit, God
...
I AM MISERY (For Misery Loves Company)
I am MISERY and I'm here by invitation
and like your mother you took pity on me
and gave a roof over my head
I am MISERY and each day you fed me
made me stronger - Introducing me to all your friends
creating "webb" illusory
I am MISERY so loved am I by you
you gifted me to your children and let
me show your seed their lack of worth
I am MISERY so grateful to you am I
for feeding me your lack of integrity
and clothing me in garment of poor judgment
so richly steeped in dishonesty
I am MISERY and so glad like you
your children so jobless
are able to keep me company
to fill my idle mind for wasteless
hours I have plenty
I am MISERY and what team work you and I
a village we played havoc and now I know
you are my loyal friend
I am MISERY and how proud am I
that so skillful you can lie before God
my friend "Deceit" has taught you well
I am MISERY but still I remain hungry
so why not introduce me to your children's children
so that I may return the favor and play with them
I am MISERY and stick together we must
for I am stronger with your willing aid
and we must find another place to play
to make up for the one
you let get away.
I am MISERY and I promise you this
you can do better my sweet
"Torment" and "Fear" wish also to befriend
and see out your days
until the bitter end
I am MISERY and now I grieve and lament
Why oh why did you let her go
She seems so happy now
to be "Free" and turn her back on us
I am MISERY and I am hurt
that she has the love of a man
and children adoring grace
as their lives move on contentedly
while I have this hateful "crew"
I am MISERY and I did the best
I can to upset and screw around
disturbing all in my wake and steel
from the red soiled land
I am MISERY and you and I
go hand in hand
bitter bitter MISERY
for both now we know
"it" loves bitter company
I am MISERY and we are
one and the same - your so stupid cant you tell?
You won't even notice till much too late
you have dragged your kids to hell.
Maree Long
(c) copyright Maree Long 2007
www.freewebs.com/poetrybymareelong
Wednesday, 21. November 2007, 08:58:45
hurt, grace, friend, feelings
...
MIXED EMOTIONS
For with life's breath
comes deep abiding joy
that brings with it birth pains
and those who seek to destroy
"It's a wonderful life" I know
for the movie titled
the seeking of love for
which we feel entitled
but as we walk the soil
so many have trod
we find those who heart
of ill only seek to rob
We gain a friend
but enemy's mount
as loves cry calls
from the Saviours fount
One gives grace to
another but reputation
torn and wounded as
evil sends its deputation
Then gentle voice taps softly
and gives a moments pause
softly at your heart it raps
reminding of eternity's cause
Locked between mixed emotions
as you realise you have taken
your eyes off the Father
pure love momentarily forsaken
Tossing - turning all of
life's complexity and within
the created image found
you realise anger was the sin
So loose yourself in the
Father's house - abide there still
silent listen with intent
and drink there until.....
renewed and mind is clear
and air becomes refreshed
as all hurt feelings
are sorted and so fleshed
retreat, retreat to
protective cover as
recall grace often giv'n
now shown to you - discover.......
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007
www.freewebs.com/poetrybymareelong
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